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Choral Fragments -- Geoffrey O'Brien
A country where not even
Years on fire
Brilliant broken brook
What will they not sacrifice
Paths lead to war,
And away from
The wheel fits in its socket
The bees have counted us
The song has to end
Blind roads
Burnt wall
Turbulent, shoreless
The horse escapes from itself
Where the leaping dancer
In the arrow's wake
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